Product Description

Product Description

When Jenny MacPartland meets the man of her dreams while working in a New York art gallery, she's ecstatic. Painter Erich Krueger -- whose exquisite landscapes are making him a huge success -- is handsome, sensitive...and utterly in love with her. They marry quickly and Jenny plans a loving home on Erich's vast Minnesota farm. But lonely days and eerie nights strain her nerves to the breaking point and test her sanity. Caught in a whirlpool of shattering events, Jenny soon unearths a past more terrifying than she dares imagine...tragic secrets that threaten her marriage, her children, her life.

About the Author

Mary Higgins Clark is the author of thirty-one suspense novels; three collections of short stories; a historical novel, and a memoir. She is the co-author with her daughter, Carol Higgins Clark, of five holiday suspense novels.

Ms. Clark always likes to tease. And the opening teaser in this one really entices. She introduces her central character, Jenny, to us in New York. She is a single-mother of two trying to keep the good struggle, until she is swept away by a wealthy artist to his Minnesota home in the cold, rural countryside. Here we meet an assorted cast of characters that live near or help run the artist's farm. Soon strange and distrurbing elements are noticed by young Jenny. The book is a fun read for a late-night escape. But Clark's hold-your-hand approach of telling what Jenny thinks and interprets in the story is bothersome. She sometimes doesn't let the reader read between the lines and tells you outright. Also the character of Jenny seems a bit flawed. Most of the story she seems helpless as a lamb, yet some how had the know-how to raise two children before by herself and walk and talk in the art world. Jenny becomes a little tiresome. The book is also more of a read in freaky behavior, rather than a mystery. Still, it's an entertaining read and the queer things that occur will keep you turning the pages. One memorable scene involves a prank call in the middle of the night from a shrill-voiced, horrific unknown. The climax is visually stunning and creative. One you'll remember later.

Jenny MacPartland is a divorced women who is left alone with her two young children named Beth and Tina. Unfortunately, her ex-husband is no help at all and does not bother to loan some money to Jenny and her kids. Instead he pushes and threatens her to give him some money. The determined Jenny keeps on working extra hours to make more money until she met the man of her dreams...While working in a New York art gallery she sees an artistic picture of a woman who has a very similar resemblance to her. Coincidentally, she meets the artist of the odd picture and falls in love with him. After 2 weeks of dating Erich Kruegar (the artist) asks Jenny to marry him. Stunned by the question she automatically says yes.Once both happily married, Jenny and Erich move to a massive Minnesota farm beside a mansion. As the days go by Erich becomes very superstitious due to the fact that he is constantly talking about his mother (who resembles to Jenny) who died 25 years ago. Alas, Erich is always gone to a hidden bungalow in the forest where he is able to concentrate on his art pieces.The days get lonely and Jenny is left alone to take care of her children. She is forbidden to take the car and is forbidden to talk to other people other than Erich. Jenny had made another marriage mistake. However, she had promised Erich that she would never leave him no matter what. Does she dare break the promise she made?

What more could a woman want? A handsome, talented, famous, wealthy man swoops into your lonely and hectic life, where you are doing everything you can to keep your career and your life as a single mother on an even keel, and saves you from the babysitters and the walks home in the snow and the busses and the unforgiving bosses. This man comes into your life, and adores you, and loves your children as if they were his own, and asks you to marry him. Any woman who spent a night as a girl tucked under the covers having fairy tales read to her would hardly be able to believe that maybe, just maybe, fairy tales do come true.This was, indeed, the case for Jenny MacPartland, single mother of two struggling to make ends meet in New York. Just when things were looking their bleakest, Erich Krueger comes into her life. Handsome and charming, and up-and-coming name in the art world, Erich sweeps Jenny and her small family from their cozy existance in New York and takes them to the vast beauty of his family's home in Montana.And then, things start going horribly wrong. Jenny starts to realize that maybe she was hasty, marrying this man so quickly. How much does she really know about him? About his past? And can she ever help this man that she loves exorcize the demons that have been following him for years? Or will they, in turn, come to haunt her - and her children - as well?Mary Higgins Clark once again presents a solid piece of suspense that will leave you checking over your shoulder and making sure all the windows are locked.

I am one of MHC's biggest fans and have read just about every novel she has ever written. This is the only one, however, that I cannot endorse. Jenny, recently divorced to loser husband, Kevin, meets rich and handsome artist, Erich, while working in a NYC art gallery. A product of old money, Erich hails from Minnesota where he also breeds prize cattle on his farm and heads up a successful family business. Erich lures Jenny and her 2 small children from NYC to the wilds of Minnesota farm country after he convinces her (without any arm twisting) to marry him. He turns out to be a 'silent' nut case and the rest of the story drags on and on and on...it is so unbelievably frustrating and unrealistic. However, to MHC's credit, although the plot lacks merit, her descriptive text and dialogue is excellent as usual. This novel was written in 1982 earlier in her writing career. Since then she has written countless dynamite novels. Accolades to MHC for getting better and better as the years go by.